Day 6: Song

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Prompt: virginity

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Wardrobe Malfunction - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Belated entry for day 6 (mirrors) of snowbaird smut week, run 2. Enjoy.

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Synopsis: After a year in District 12, Coriolanus and Lucy Gray return to the Capitol.

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Lucy Gray stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom she shared with Coriolanus and took a good look at herself, not for the first time that morning. She wore a knee length silk dress, which looked very becoming on her. It also matched what Coriolanus was wearing that day and was fitting for a new citizen of the Capitol, which she was now. As of a week ago.

It had taken over a year for Coriolanus to argue with Dr. Gaul about the benefits of a Victor being able to live where they chose. He’d be vigilant and worked the part of the peacekeeper during that time, seeing Lucy Gray when he could in their stolen moments. And while in the beginning, she was adamant about staying in District 12, the deeper she fell in love with Coriolanus the more she realized that one day she would want to marry and have children with him, and she wouldn’t be able to bear it if one of their children might be subject to being reaped in the Games.

The safest place to live was clearly the Capitol. And while Dr. Gaul was a force to be reckoned with and not easily won over, the people there remembered Lucy Gray fondly for her musical talent and bravery and vigilance in the games, and in the end, it was the will of the people and those in power above Gaul that worked in Coriolanus’s favor.

He was ecstatic the day the news came granting Lucy Gray permanent residence in the Capitol. And while she was sad to leave her Covey, Lucy Gray was excited too. How could she not be? The Capitol meant safety and security, even if she had to endure the presence of the Games once a year, at least she would no longer be a part of them, and neither would their children.

But learning she would live in the Capitol and actually living there were two different things entirely. She’d wanted to bring some things from home with her, but Coriolanus assured her she wouldn’t need anything. All that she needed would already be in the Capitol waiting for her. She was stubborn though and insisted on at least bringing her guitar. She would not give up her singing career once she was there to be a housewife and a stay-at-home mother. And her eyes were so sharp when she told him so that he didn’t argue.

On arrival though, he immediately got her a slew of new clothes to wear. And of course they looked nothing like she was used to wearing. Coriolanus was so excited for her that she couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t like it at all, because how could she say she didn’t like something that was supposed to fit her so flawlessly in this new life? Especially when her boyfriend, whom she loved deeply, thought they were perfect for her?

Normally she was very outspoken, but in this she tried her best to hide her true feelings. And it was only on this day, a week after their arrival to the Capitol, when Coriolanus caught her staring at herself that he realized maybe he might have blundered.

Instead of saying, “You look beautiful,” as he had every day since she’d gotten her new wardrobe and was seen trying them on in the mirror, he said something totally unexpected that made Lucy Gray feel like she’d been caught red-handed.

“You hate it.”

Her eyes bulged, and she looked up at him where he stood in the hallway staring at her, resigned.

“I-I don’t hate it,” she denied. “What makes you say that?”

Coriolanus walked towards her and came to stand behind her, so they were both reflected in the mirror.

“Maybe the permanent frown on your face?”

She tried not to, but her frown deepened, and he sighed.

“Corio-”

“Don’t bother. I’ve been blind. I should’ve seen from that very first dress that you wanted nothing to do with it.”

Her shoulders slumped.

“I didn’t want to disappoint you,” she confessed. “You were so happy.”

“And so you lied to me? I thought we both agreed trust is everything in a relationship, more important even than love? And that we could trust each other. That I could trust you.”

“You can!” she defended, turning around to face him and placing her hands on his solid chest, the silk vest just beneath it begging to be torn off. “It’s just a dress, Coriolanus. And it’s only been a week. I’ll adjust.”

“I don’t want you to have to adjust.” His lips twisted ruefully, and he turned her back around. “I want you to love what you’re wearing. I want you to feel comfortable in your own skin.”

“It’s just not me,” she confessed. “It’s too fine. I’m not fitted for fine things, even if everyone around me is.”

“But you are,” he encouraged, slipping his arms around her waist and spreading his palm across her torso. “You belong to a Snow.”

She smiled faintly.

“And the Snows are practically royalty here. Especially with the Plinth Prize now in my grasp. We can live as we were meant to before our wealth was stolen from us, and that includes you now Lucy Gray.”

“I know how important it is to you that I fit in, Coriolanus. I don’t want to be looked down upon as the district girl who got lucky either.”

“You’re not.” He frowned. “You’re the Victor.”

“But at heart, I am a district girl. And even if I stick out like a sore thumb-”

“Lucy Gray-”

“I’d like to be able to wear what I’m used to. Or at least…something similar.”

His jaw clenched, but then he nodded and his face fell to her neck, tipping her head sideways so he could lay delicate kisses there.

“I suppose I could talk to Tigris. Maybe we could get the two of you some fabric and get some custom-made clothes that would suit your style more.”

She lifted her head and her eyes lit up.

“Really?” She spun around. “You’d do that for me.”

He chuckled and lifted her hands to his lips.

“I’d do anything for you.”

“Even deny your own pride?” She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you capable.”

He spun her back around and started to unzip her dress.

“Oh, no one’s denying me anything, Lucy Gray.” He swept her long hair over her shoulder. Then he kissed the spot of skin in the middle of her back as the zipper continued to descend. “You and I will still look magnificent together.”

“We will?”

“Of course.”

The dress dropped to the floor, and all that remained was the slip of fabric intended for her underwear. Lucy Gray took the opportunity and shred the fabric from her bottom as soon as Coriolanus stepped aside to close the door. She was leaning down to unstrap her heels when he returned, but the sight of her perky bottom in the air as she did so was too arousing to ignore.

“Leave them.”

And so, she stood slowly and looked at him over her shoulder.

“Shall we go to the bed then?”

He smirked and shook his head, slipping out of his vest and unbuttoning his shirt. When both were tossed to the floor, he came up behind her and fixed her gaze on the mirror.

“I want to do it here.”

“In front of the mirror?” Her eyes widened, and he nodded.

“Yes.”

He kissed the side of her neck as his hands encircled her waist and then moved up to cup her breasts. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned, her teeth coming down to bite her bottom lip as she felt his cock twitching inside his pants, hard against her ass.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered, and she did, surprised by how erotic the two of them looked in their reflection.

“Oh, wow.”

He smirked.

“I like you best like this.”

“Naked?” she asked, amused.

“Naked and in my arms,” he corrected, then nuzzled the side of her face before whispering into her ear, “Now take me.”

Her breath caught in her throat, but she knew what he meant. Feeling around to her back, she found the zipper on his pants and lowered it.

He groaned as she pulled his cock free from its constraints and started to pump him behind her back.

“Bet you wish my mouth was on you right about now,” she teased, and he whimpered, making her laugh. “It can be. Just say the word.”

“I want your eyes on us in the mirror,” he complained, huffing a bit.

“Seems like you didn’t think this through then.”

“Enough,” he rasped, hard as a rock now. “Watch us.” He gulped then. “Touch yourself.”

And so she did. Snaking her fingers down her stomach to the crux of her thighs. She moved by sense of touch alone to get to where she needed, so she could watch Coriolanus’s eyes as they widened, and his pupils as they dilated with every inch that her fingers crept down.

They slipped between her wet folds and sought out her clit, and Coriolanus moaned the same moment she gasped. As if he could feel it too, though his hands were still firmly cupping her breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples to harden then into rocky peaks.

His cock moved against her ass between each cheek, giving him some friction, and Lucy Gray almost drew blood with how hard she was biting down on her lip.

There were so many things Coriolanus wanted to say, mainly about how beautiful and intoxicating she was, but he was rendered speechless at the sight of her, watching as she worked her clit in swift  circles, her middle finger darting in and out of the folds as she sought to bring some pleasure to that spot deep inside her.

“Lean forward,” he said at last, his voice low and gravelly.

And she did as he asked, bracing one hand on the side of the mirror for stability but leaving the other securely inside her, waiting. She knew what was coming.

“Come find me,” she whispered.

And he groaned, releasing his grip on her breasts to kiss her left shoulder and then position his cock at her entrance, gripping her hips firmly in his large hands. He pressed forward, meeting her middle finger in her channel and feeling her guide his cock further inside, stroking his base until he was fully inside her and then gripping the other side of the mirror, preparing for the insanity that was to come next.

“Fuck me.”

Her eyes on his in the mirror as she said it, he couldn’t resist. He watched her as her body lurched forward at each thrust, marveling at how she keeps her eyes open and trained on his. Meanwhile, he cannot help but let his eyes wander, from where their bodies are joined to the gentle swing of her breasts, to her long hair splaying out over her body, whisps of bangs dangling over her eyes. She’s mesmerizing, and he can’t get enough of her.

His speed increased, and she cried out for more, for a sensation she couldn’t describe. She started pushing back against him, rubbing back, creating more friction for both of them, and then her fingers are turning white around the frame of the mirror with how much she’s fighting to not just topple over in her higher than high heels.

“Coriolanus,” she warned.

But he’s so, so close, his eyes squeezed shut now, and he can’t stop.

“Unggh…unggggh…ahhhh!”

And then he pulled free of her, spurting his seed onto her lower back and watching as it drips over her right ass cheek, feeling the arousal stirring in him again already.

“Lucy Gray,” he said breathlessly. “If only you could see what I-”

“I think I can imagine it,” she mused, smiling. “But if you could…?” She looked down at her wobbling knees. “I’m about to fall over.”

“Oh, of course.”

He picked her up bridal-style and carried her over to the side of the bed, wiping his stain from her as he tucks her in, then circles around to climb in after her after shedding his pants and shoes.

“I guess we’re staying in bed today,” she mused, smiling to herself, and he laughed.

“For a while, at least. We have to let Tigris know about your new wardrobe plans.”

“Mmm. Maybe tomorrow. I can stay naked till then.”

His eyes darkened, even as hers were alight with teases.

“Don’t tease me, Lucy Gray.”

“Or what?” she teased.

And he shifted closer.

“Or I may stay naked too.”

“Nothing wrong with that.” She moved so she was laying on top of him, the covers falling to the way side as her heels kicked up in the air.

“Mmm.”

He cupped one ass cheek and kissed the curve of her breast.

“Nothing wrong with that indeed.”

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Ice Pops and Alley Sex - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Exactly what it sounds like. Hehe.

Written for Day 4 (Exhibitionism), Run 2, of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray has an idea to lure Coriolanus back into her arms on a hot, summer day.

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It was a warm day in District 12, and the rest of the week had been foretold to be even warmer, even hotter, humid even. Lucy Gray hadn’t seen Coriolanus in a few days, aside from in the back of her nightly showings at the Hob – Peacekeeper duties; and she was craving him badly. Especially on such hot days. He’d promised her the night before, when he’d waited on her after she hopped off stage, that his time would free up soon. She hoped he meant by tomorrow, because she had a plan in mind to keep him crawling back to her sooner rather than later.

Barb Azure had been talking about making ice pops soon. She had a talent for creating different molds – hearts, stars, and the like. And Lucy Gray had one mold in particular that she thought would drive Coriolanus out of his mind if she licked and sucked on it right in front of him.

So, she tracked down her cousin later that day, since naturally they had to be made the day before, and put the idea in her head.

Barb Azure had been wide-eyed to say the least, but she eventually assured her that she could make at least one mold in that exact formation. Then she confirmed Lucy Gray’s suspicion that it would for sure make Coriolanus stop dead in his tracks.

Lucy Gray had giggled.

“That’s the idea.”

Barb Azure shook her head and sent her cousin off as she attempted to make such a creative, large mold for her.

Later that night at the Hob, Lucy Gray caught Coriolanus’s eye after the show and gestured for him to meet her offstage a little in the dark so they could talk.

“What is it?” he asked, curious.

She pulled him into her arms immediately and kissed him soundly.

“I missed you.”

He groaned and wrapped his arms tighter around her.

“God, I missed you too.”

He nuzzled her softly.

“I hate these fucking Peacekeeper duties. Something must be going on, because it was not this goddamn time-consuming in the beginning.” He sighed.

“Hush,” she soothed him, running her hand over his short hair on the back of his neck.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I’m just frustrated is all. I want to see you. Taste you.” He paused, then smirked a little. “Be inside you.”

She moaned, intoxicated by the visual he was painting for her.

“I want that too.” She licked her lips. “What does tomorrow look like for you? It’s going to be a hot one.”

“During the day?”

She nodded.

He sighed.

“More Peacekeeper duties.”

Her shoulders slumped, all her brilliant plans ruined.

He could see her face disintegrate into sadness and immediately wanted to make it go away.

“I could get away for maybe an hour over lunch.”

Her eyes lit up.

“Yeah?”

He chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Meet me in the center square around noon. Barb Azure is making some ice pops for the hot weather. I thought maybe we could share some together.”

“I’d like that.”

Also, he figured the request was pretty harmless in and of itself. He was unlikely to get scolded for eating an ice pop in the center of town. Maybe he’d even rope in Sejanus to come with him, some of the other guys too. It could be a whole event.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Lucy Gray queried, bringing him back to the present.

“See you tomorrow.” He tugged on her arm when she started to drift away. “Oh, wait, not so fast.”

She raised her brows and then smiled when he kissed her.

“Something to keep me warm tonight.”

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The next day, like clockwork, Coriolanus showed up at center square where Barb Azure and the rest of the Covey were selling ice pops for the locals. Lucy Gray spotted him immediately, and her eyes lit up. She was immediately let down though when she saw she couldn’t sprint over to him and pull him into her arms due to the fact that he’d brought a whole troupe of peacekeepers with him.

Still, he wandered over to her specifically where she was handing out ice pops and murmured his explanation.

“Just so I don’t get in trouble. And the guys are hot too, you know.”

“Of course.”

She plastered a giant smile on her face and handed some of her ice pops over to Sejanus and the others, and then one to Coriolanus as well.

“Can you come with me for a while?” he asked, gesturing to a little bench across the street.

Perfect, she thought, and she grinned.

“I’d love to. Let me just get my own ice pop.”

She turned away and whispered something in Barb Azure’s ear. Barb Azure nodded and promptly pulled out a long, thick ice pop covered in paper that Lucy Gray could unwrap. They shared a knowing look and Barb Azure even glanced at Coriolanus briefly, which made him curious, but he walked across the street with Lucy Gray and they sat down with their ice pops.

“What was that about?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing,” she said nonchalantly. “Just Barb Azure made an ice pop special for me.”

“Oh?”

Then he watched as she unwrapped her ice pop, and it resembled to the tee…a penis.

His eyes bulged.

“Lucy Gray.”

“What?” she asked innocently, taking one long, slow lick from the side of her ice penis. “If I can’t have yours, I might as well have a generic one I can eat right up.”

He grumbled, but was also becoming incredibly aroused. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“Eat right up,” he mumbled, the visual of her eating his right up very present in his mind.

He completely abandoned his own ice pop, instead watching her lick and suck the fake penis ice pop over and over again. She spun it around and even stuck it so far into her mouth that it nearly disappeared except for the stick it was on.

His mouth fell open, and then their eyes met as she pulled it out with a pop.

“Barb Azure should’ve added flavor to these. Something sweet, I think. Though maybe this one with a bitter tint?”

He growled, unable to take it anymore. He dropped his ice pop on the ground, yanked hers out of her hand and threw it in the trash.

“Hey!”

Then he pulled her around the side of a nearby building, dragging her farther and farther back so hopefully no one would see. He looked around, and feeling secure about their location, whipped out his very real penis and gave her a pointed look.

“Taste me.”

Lucy Gray smirked and squatted down before him. She lifted up his cock and sunk into her mouth, moaning around it and making Coriolanus brace his arms against the side of the building as she took him inside her inch by inch, swirling her tongue around it like she’d done with the ice pop, taking him deeper and deeper until it hit the back of her throat.

He shuddered and thrust into her mouth gently.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” He pulled her hair back that was falling into her face. “Take it.”

And she did. Over and over. Bobbing her head up and down until his knees nearly buckled. And when he was very, very close, he pulled back and lifted her up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing her against the brick wall as he pushed inside her.

“Ah-ahhh,” she cried, and he silenced future cries with tongue-twisting kisses.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her hips up against him, but he had a sinful grip on her and pinned her to the wall so he could pump into her at a rapid speed over and over again.

Lucy Gray broke free of his kisses, stifling as many cries as she could as her mouth latched onto his neck.

“What if we get caught?” she whispered breathily, glancing down the long alleyway to where the passersby were walking past.

“Then we get caught,” he growled, fucking her harder, rolling his own hips against her body to hit her with a different angle that would’ve had her screaming if he hadn’t kissed her again.

“Because I’m just a district girl to you?” she taunted, knowing it would hit him just right and have him fucking her even faster, grinding his whole body against her as he felt her flesh melt and drip around his.

“Hell no,” he panted, pinning his forehead to hers. “You’re mine. My Lucy Gray.”

He set her down and sprayed his cum onto the ground before returning to her and giving her lazy kisses.

“I don’t want to go back out there,” she murmured, sinking her fingertips beneath the collar of his shirt. “I want you in the meadow, naked and hovering over me, blocking out the stars so all I can see is you.”

He groaned and leaned his face into her neck.

“I want that too.” He licked his lips. “Tonight,” he said.

“Yeah?”

He nodded.

“After your performance at the Hob we’ll sneak away, and then I’ll all yours.”

She smiled and held him close before adjusting her skirt as they snuck back into town, their hands joined until the very last second.

All mine.

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Second day second prompt: rose

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Rose

He has never understood the tradition of staying away for a full three weeks before the wedding.

The lack of Lucy Gray burns in a spiral of emotions that borders on paranoia, even though he knows she is perfectly safe and happy - with Tigris and Persephone in District One, pampered and pampered and immersed in what the girls call an 'intensive beauty treatment'.

Of course, his job as President allows him enough distraction... And, in his spare moments, he works on the secret project he only shared with Clemmy, to get her to help him out.

It all came about by chance. One day, while working in the rose garden with Grandma’am, he remembered their first meeting and wanted to taste a rose petal.

Puah!

The memory still makes him sick. So much for bedtime! Roses smell good but taste horrible .

So he decided to create a truly edible variety that would do justice to their aroma. Clemmy, who is also his personal secretary at work, got involved in the project in her spare time - and theirs turned out to be yet another winning partnership.

After all, she was the first to process his precious poisons with him.

Days slip by between them as the date approaches and, in the end, he has just enough time to make a shrub of red, edible roses bloom before the big day.

He instructs the pastry chefs and instructs the florist.

Everything is perfect for the surprise.

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Lucy Gray strides through the garden bewitching everyone. Her wedding dress is a riot of light and color; he does not know what fabric Tigris sewed it with, but it is marvelous. The bodice is iridescent and is decorated with several colorful hand-stitched roses. It ends with a long white skirt that shimmers in the sun, soft as a cascade of fresh snow.

She wears a veil. He finds it a curious choice but, after all, Lucy Gray and Tigris know what they are doing. The comb of the veil is hooked under the elegant bun with which her hair has been gathered, and swirls of white tulle descend to the floor, mingling with the train of her dress.

Moreover, Lucy Gray is barefoot.

He immediately understands the reference: Lucy Gray, the little girl who was lost in the snow, has found her home in the snow.

Soon they will be a family. Coriolanus's heart beats fast in his chest as Tam Amber - doing the voices of her father - leads her before him and intertwines their hands.

They both stand under an arch of white roses and there become husband and wife.

When the ceremony ends, when they have exchanged rings and the first kiss and had the toasting, Lucy Gray looks for Tigris in the front rows and she nods to her. As Festus hands Coriolanus one of the special red roses, she brings a hand to her head and unhooks the comb of her veil, causing it to fall back to the floor, and turns to precede him down the aisle.

Coriolanus holds his breath, abrupt and surprised.

On Lucy Gray's back, naked, is tattooed a beautiful rose bush, studded with many different roses of all the colors of the rainbow.

So she. So them.

Roses, one of the meeting points of their love.

Lucy Gray turns to him and smiles, then grabs his hand, dragging him behind her.

They reach the end of the row of chairs, trampling the petals scattered on the lawn, and before the crowd can catch up with them, Coriolanus turns her towards him and hands her the red rose.

"Welcome to the family, Lucy Gray Baird Snow."

She giggles, her eyes bright, and as he had planned she plucks a petal from the rose, bringing it to her tongue. And when she swallows she bursts out laughing again, delighted.

"We almost had the same idea!" she exclaims, before the guests join them in congratulations.

Coriolanis squeezes Lucy Gray's waist and thanks and smiles and is happy, really happy, so happy that he thinks his heart will explode. He does not know if it is made to contain so much happiness all at once.

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They toast and then the cake is brought under the gazebo lit by many small hanging lights - a copy of the stars in the sky above them. Coriolanus has ordered and obtained that all of Capitol City be in darkness that night, to allow him and Lucy Gray to seal their pact of love under the stars.

The cake is large and colorful, multi-storeyed. Every decorative rosebud is edible.

In a final exchange of promises Lucy Gray grabs two of the little flowers and hands him one. No need to speak because her cunning expression says it all. They feed each other that little taste of rose and then both burst out laughing as the guests applaud their love. 

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It is not the last rose he tastes that night.

Coriolanus immerses himself in the perverse pleasure it causes him to lick every single rose drawn on Lucy Gray's back while she, quiet and relaxed after making love, simply lies on her stomach in the unmade bed, her head abandoned on her crossed arms.

They may not taste as delicate as the roses he produced in the lab - but they taste of Lucy Gray and her skin, and that's enough to make him want to taste them all.

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Day 4: Hands

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